Little Miracles

I feel like I have lost my voice. Figuratively, not literally. I think about sitting down to write again, but then I just think I have nothing to add. Nothing of importance to say. My boys took out all my old printed out blog books a couple weeks ago. They read a few excerpts but mostly just looked at the pictures. I love looking at the old pictures, but also reading. I wonder if there will be a day where my kids will read these, and tenderly get a better grasp on what their mom was all about. Both good and bad. 

I mentioned in another blog that Sam had been called to bishop. Did I talk about it at all? Did I say how I felt like we are misfit toys in this calling. It still feels that way. My mom gave advice that all I need to do is continue to be myself. I think it was good advice, but I think she sees me with mom goggles. As good moms always do 😂💁🏼‍♀️

What is fresh on my mind now are miracles. Two of them actually. One happened yesterday and the other happened a few weeks ago. Both involved Lily.

Yesterday I had forgotten only bread, but because school has started and I am making lunches every day I needed it. So, we were leaving Costco with just our bread, and we were turning left at the intersection by Safeway on 27th. The moment the light turned green everything slowed down. I didn't enter the intersection as I normally would, I was inching forward and suddenly a truck heading southbound ran the red light. I had to break in a second's time to not be hit. But, even when I realized it had not hit me, I could not see how. I turned left and took a moment to breathe the sigh of: "did that really just happen?" But, honestly, reflecting moments after and even now I truly feel like I was watched over with angels present. I don't feel like I was even in charge behind the wheel. If I had entered the intersection as I normally would I would have been hit broadside by a truck going at least 40 miles an hour. He was also completely in my blindside I was not looking to my left, my attention was not on the traffic in that direction. It's astonishing. I know Lily and I were protected. I am so thankful.

This happening made me think of the other one. Weeks ago we were invited over to swim at some friends pool.  They have a very fun pool with a hot tub. Lily was in the hot tub and she had wanted to float in a big tube, but she wanted to take off her life jacket so she could float on the tube easier. She could touch the   bench in the hot tub which is where she was playing, and I walked away when the boys called me to watch them jump from the deck to the pool. I was so excited watching them-clapping and cheering them on- and in the middle of that I knew I needed to check on Lily right then- I looked over and she had slipped through the middle of the tube. I could see her legs still kicking but she was not making any sounds I jumped in immediately threw the tube off of her and got her out of the water. She was ok. I could tell she had blowing the water out of her nose. But, truly don't want to even think if it had been seconds or heaven forbid minutes longer.

I think Lily must be very important. (I don't think these are the mom goggles talking). I think I am important to my mom. I think we are all very important to our Heavenly parents. 

I am thankful for miracles all around us. If there is a prayer out there I hope I can be in tune enough to be the answer on the other end. 

I guess I can still have things to say.